<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106002435046345732</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:49:15.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Musa Madness!</title><subtitle type='html'>just a little look into our busy lives</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01862855266825542586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SbfV3pEi-9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/0dPijQSponE/S220/8304.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106002435046345732.post-3185604165402523968</id><published>2009-05-07T15:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T15:14:13.842-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>An update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I don't even know where to begin. It's been so long since I've blogged. Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the Kenny Chesney concert was last weekend. It was...a disaster... lol It rained and rained and hailed and rained with some serious lightening thrown in there. We left before the show started, but it all works out because he has rescheduled! The reschedule date is May 17th. It's a Sunday. So we'll be pretty tired at work the next day, but it'll be worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I plan to do nothing on Friday night and Saturday during the day. Taylor has some stuff to do Saturday morning. I'm actually looking forward to a quiet house on Saturday! I plan to sleep in and then watch some girly movie that he'd never want to watch with me. I love spending time with my husband, but I do enjoy the occasional ME time too. Saturday night we're going to Pete's Piano Bar with some friends for a birthday shindig. That should be a good time! I've never been, but I've always heard really good things. The Dallas bar scene really isn't our thing, but I still have high hopes for a good time! Since Sunday is Mother's Day we plan to see my mom and go eat at Ojeda's downtown for lunch with my family. Yum! Then after that we'll go to Taylor's parents and spend sometime with his mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The home office move is coming up quick. It's just around the corner, but there is still SO much to do. Our last day at this office will be May 22nd. I'm still really REALLY looking forward to working from home. I just have a lot to do in preparation. Taylor &amp;amp; I need to clean our home office, and we both have a ton of packing to do up here. It's a little overwhelming at times, but it'll be worth it when we are working from home. I just wish I could snap my fingers and all the moving work would be done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There really hasn't been too much else going on! I have lots of pictures to upload. Hopefully I'll take some more after this weekend and will put them all on here in a post on Sunday or Monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106002435046345732-3185604165402523968?l=november172007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/feeds/3185604165402523968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106002435046345732&amp;postID=3185604165402523968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/3185604165402523968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/3185604165402523968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/2009/05/update-gosh-i-dont-even-know-where-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01862855266825542586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SbfV3pEi-9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/0dPijQSponE/S220/8304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106002435046345732.post-7755306630235634934</id><published>2009-05-07T13:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T13:11:21.449-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I promise a real post will come soon! For now I have my friend Jenn to thank for this survey. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside my window: the sun is trying to peek through, and it's REALLY humid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking: what I might eat at dinner tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for: my husband and family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the kitchen: I can't think about food right now. I'm really full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wearing: a pink shirt, dark trouser jeans, and black peep toe heels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am reading: nothing! I need to get a new book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping: our move to our home offices goes smooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am creating: e-mail folders at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hearing: a co-worker on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around the house: is probably very quiet right now. I'm willing to bet there are four sleeping dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite things: is sleeping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few plans for the rest of the week: dinner with Michelle &amp;amp; Jenna tonight, nothing but relaxing tomorrow night, out for a friend's birthday on Saturday night, and spending time with family on Sunday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106002435046345732-7755306630235634934?l=november172007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/feeds/7755306630235634934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106002435046345732&amp;postID=7755306630235634934' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/7755306630235634934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/7755306630235634934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-promise-real-post-will-come-soon-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01862855266825542586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SbfV3pEi-9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/0dPijQSponE/S220/8304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106002435046345732.post-8067924478804809686</id><published>2009-04-20T10:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T10:57:49.589-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Worst part of the weekend:&lt;/strong&gt; Not enough sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best part of the weekend:&lt;/strong&gt; Lots of time with my favorite, family, and friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Most random part of the weekend:&lt;/strong&gt; The very odd waitress at Friday's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;People I saw this weekend:&lt;/strong&gt; Taylor, Josh, Angela, Kevin, Mom, Sarah, Aunt Rosie, Taylor's Nana, Jamel, Aris, Heather, Chelsea, Taylor's parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Something I wished I did this weekend that I didn't get around to doing: &lt;/strong&gt;yard work...the flower beds specificially&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things that I am looking forward to this week: &lt;/strong&gt;Warm &amp;amp; sunny weather, Jennifer, Jason, Jana, and Jasper coming over on Friday (and the pool table being complete!), and Andrew &amp;amp; Angie coming in town on Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things that I am not looking forward to this week:&lt;/strong&gt; lots of work... I HAVE to get busy on getting more stuff boxed up for our office move&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106002435046345732-8067924478804809686?l=november172007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/feeds/8067924478804809686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106002435046345732&amp;postID=8067924478804809686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/8067924478804809686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/8067924478804809686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/2009/04/worst-part-of-weekend-not-enough-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01862855266825542586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SbfV3pEi-9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/0dPijQSponE/S220/8304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106002435046345732.post-47894544713344104</id><published>2009-04-11T23:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T23:44:53.648-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blogging on Saturday night is what the cool kids do. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love long weekends! Friday we only worked a half day. I napped when we got home... no surprise there! We did not do too much of anything last night. Lately we've realized we're pretty over the whole going out to eat thing and really enjoy eating at home. It's nice. Eating at home is much more relaxing and it saves the $$$! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I dropped Taylor off in Lewisville so he could play golf. I dropped him off so I could have the Jetta to run errands. Yeah, bad idea. I got pulled over in The Colony on the way back home!!! I was SO mad. It's a long story, but it was a very bad experience. I mean, I know getting a ticket is never a good experience but this one was a little over the top. Anyway... this was only the 2nd time I've ever even been pulled over. Whatever. Live &amp;amp; learn. I'll pay the ticket and do deferred judification... or whatever it is called! It just wasn't a good start to my Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day did get better though. I met up with my sisters-in-law, Heather &amp;amp; Aris for lunch at Blue Goose. After lunch I went back to get T, and came home to nap (love them). We spent the majority of tonight over at Taylor's parent's friend's, Ruth &amp;amp; Sam. Their daughter (our good friend) Sarah had a baby a couple of weeks ago. So it was a nice relaxing with the rest of the Musas, Sam, Ruth, Sarah, Walleed, and baby Eliyah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we'll be going to my parents early in the afternoon. Yay! I feel like I haven't seen Mom, Dad, or Michelle &amp;amp; Sarah in so long! I can't believe tomorrow is Sunday and the weekend is almost over. Next weekend should be pretty quiet. The following (24th) Friday, hopefully, Jennifer &amp;amp; Jason are going to come over to hang out and the guys will FINALLY put together our pool table. The following day Andrew &amp;amp; Angie are coming in to town so we all can go to the A-1 Reunion. Then the weekend after that is finally the Kenny Chesney concert! Taylor &amp;amp; I are really excited about that, and Heather &amp;amp; I just don't want to get stuck in the mud again! Good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hope you all have a very happy Easter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106002435046345732-47894544713344104?l=november172007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/feeds/47894544713344104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106002435046345732&amp;postID=47894544713344104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/47894544713344104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/47894544713344104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/2009/04/blogging-on-saturday-night-is-what-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01862855266825542586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SbfV3pEi-9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/0dPijQSponE/S220/8304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106002435046345732.post-8472623956048745817</id><published>2009-04-08T14:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T14:58:06.601-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So far the working out is going well. I was SO sore on Monday night, but I feel much better now. The running is...well, running. The push ups are much better than I anticipated! I still feel a bit of anxiety when I think about running though. I still associate it with my ridiculous over the top B of a drill team director and with being forced to run in 8th grade athletics. haha! I just have to remind myself that no one is making me do anything I do want to do. The diet is going very well too! I'm quite pleased with myself. I cannot tell you the last time I drank a soda. Oh wait, I had a sip of one on Monday(?) and it was kind of gross. I am still kicking myself for ever starting sodas and fried food again! I had lost so much weight a few years ago, and I just put it all back on. Oh well, live and learn. This time it's coming off for good! *fingers crossed*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106002435046345732-8472623956048745817?l=november172007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/feeds/8472623956048745817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106002435046345732&amp;postID=8472623956048745817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/8472623956048745817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/8472623956048745817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-far-working-out-is-going-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01862855266825542586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SbfV3pEi-9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/0dPijQSponE/S220/8304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106002435046345732.post-4327853378558718523</id><published>2009-04-03T17:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T17:18:23.619-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We're getting in shape! Taylor &amp;amp; I are both ready to get back to our super-hot-bods (lol) that we had a just a couple of years ago! During his time in the Corps at A&amp;amp;M Taylor became addicted to running. I, however, have NEVER been a runner, but it looks like I'm going to become one! Wish us luck as we start this journey! We both used to be very active/athletic so we're hoping it won't take TOO long to get back in the swing of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor found a 14 week training program to get in shape. It is actually the program to get ready for Air Force basic training. I'm not so sure about the push-ups... the running is what I am most interested in. I have copied the following 14 week plan from the Lackland Air Force Base website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We start "week 1" on Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 1&lt;br /&gt;Complete the follwing in one session 3-5&lt;br /&gt;times a week:&lt;br /&gt;5 minute stretch/warmup&lt;br /&gt;2 minute situp/&lt;br /&gt;pushup&lt;br /&gt;intervals&lt;br /&gt;5 minute walk&lt;br /&gt;1 minute jog&lt;br /&gt;5 minute walk&lt;br /&gt;1 minute jog&lt;br /&gt;3-5&lt;br /&gt;minute walk&lt;br /&gt;2 minute stretch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 2&lt;br /&gt;Complete the following in one session 3-5&lt;br /&gt;times a week:&lt;br /&gt;5 minute stretch/warmup&lt;br /&gt;2 minute situp/&lt;br /&gt;pushup&lt;br /&gt;intervals&lt;br /&gt;5 minute walk&lt;br /&gt;3 minute jog&lt;br /&gt;5 minute walk&lt;br /&gt;3 minute jog&lt;br /&gt;3-5&lt;br /&gt;minute walk&lt;br /&gt;2 minute stretch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 3&lt;br /&gt;Complete the following in one session 3-5&lt;br /&gt;times a week:&lt;br /&gt;5 minute stretch/warmup&lt;br /&gt;2 minute situp/&lt;br /&gt;pushup&lt;br /&gt;intervals&lt;br /&gt;4 minute walk&lt;br /&gt;5 minute jog&lt;br /&gt;4 minute walk&lt;br /&gt;5 minute jog&lt;br /&gt;3-5&lt;br /&gt;minute walk&lt;br /&gt;2 minute stretch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 4&lt;br /&gt;Complete the following in one session 3-5&lt;br /&gt;times a week:&lt;br /&gt;5 minute stretch/warmup&lt;br /&gt;4 minute situp/&lt;br /&gt;pushup&lt;br /&gt;intervals&lt;br /&gt;4 minute walk&lt;br /&gt;5 minute jog&lt;br /&gt;4 minute walk&lt;br /&gt;5 minute jog&lt;br /&gt;3-5&lt;br /&gt;minute walk&lt;br /&gt;2 minute stretch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 5&lt;br /&gt;Complete the following in one session 3-5&lt;br /&gt;times a week:&lt;br /&gt;5 minute stretch/warmup&lt;br /&gt;4 minute situp/&lt;br /&gt;pushup&lt;br /&gt;intervals&lt;br /&gt;4 minute walk&lt;br /&gt;6 minute jog&lt;br /&gt;4 minute walk&lt;br /&gt;6 minute jog&lt;br /&gt;3-5&lt;br /&gt;minute walk&lt;br /&gt;2 minute stretch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 6&lt;br /&gt;Complete the following in one session 3-5&lt;br /&gt;times a week:&lt;br /&gt;5 minute stretch/warmup&lt;br /&gt;4 minute situp/&lt;br /&gt;pushup&lt;br /&gt;intervals&lt;br /&gt;4 minute walk&lt;br /&gt;7 minute jog&lt;br /&gt;4 minute walk&lt;br /&gt;7 minute jog&lt;br /&gt;3-5&lt;br /&gt;minute walk&lt;br /&gt;2 minute stretch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 7&lt;br /&gt;Complete the following in one session 3-5&lt;br /&gt;times a week:&lt;br /&gt;5 minute stretch/warmup&lt;br /&gt;6 minute situp/&lt;br /&gt;pushup&lt;br /&gt;intervals&lt;br /&gt;4 minute walk&lt;br /&gt;8 minute jog&lt;br /&gt;4 minute walk&lt;br /&gt;8 minute jog&lt;br /&gt;3-5&lt;br /&gt;minute walk&lt;br /&gt;2 minute stretch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 8&lt;br /&gt;Complete the following in one session 3-5&lt;br /&gt;times a week:&lt;br /&gt;5 minute stretch/warmup&lt;br /&gt;6 minute situp/&lt;br /&gt;pushup&lt;br /&gt;intervals&lt;br /&gt;4 minute walk&lt;br /&gt;9 minute jog&lt;br /&gt;4 minute walk&lt;br /&gt;9 minute jog&lt;br /&gt;3-5&lt;br /&gt;minute walk&lt;br /&gt;2 minute stretch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 9&lt;br /&gt;Complete the following in one session 3-5&lt;br /&gt;times a week:&lt;br /&gt;5 minute stretch/warmup&lt;br /&gt;4 minute situp/&lt;br /&gt;pushup&lt;br /&gt;intervals&lt;br /&gt;4 minute walk&lt;br /&gt;13 minute run&lt;br /&gt;3-5&lt;br /&gt;minute walk&lt;br /&gt;2 minute stretch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 10&lt;br /&gt;Complete the following in one session 3-5&lt;br /&gt;times a week:&lt;br /&gt;5 minute stretch/warmup&lt;br /&gt;4 minute situp/&lt;br /&gt;pushup&lt;br /&gt;intervals&lt;br /&gt;4 minute walk&lt;br /&gt;15 minute run&lt;br /&gt;3-5&lt;br /&gt;minute walk&lt;br /&gt;2 minute stretch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complete the following in one session 3-5&lt;br /&gt;times a week:&lt;br /&gt;5 minute stretch/warmup&lt;br /&gt;2 minute situp/&lt;br /&gt;pushup&lt;br /&gt;intervals&lt;br /&gt;4 minute walk&lt;br /&gt;17 minute run&lt;br /&gt;3-5&lt;br /&gt;minute walk&lt;br /&gt;2 minute stretch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 12&lt;br /&gt;Complete the following in one session 3-5&lt;br /&gt;times a week:&lt;br /&gt;5 minute stretch/warmup&lt;br /&gt;2 minute situp/&lt;br /&gt;pushup&lt;br /&gt;intervals&lt;br /&gt;1 minute walk&lt;br /&gt;17 minute run&lt;br /&gt;3-5&lt;br /&gt;minute walk&lt;br /&gt;2 minute stretch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 13&lt;br /&gt;Complete the following in one session 3-5&lt;br /&gt;times a week:&lt;br /&gt;5 minute stretch/warmup&lt;br /&gt;2 minute situp/&lt;br /&gt;pushup&lt;br /&gt;intervals&lt;br /&gt;2 minute walk&lt;br /&gt;2 minute jog&lt;br /&gt;17 minute run&lt;br /&gt;3-5&lt;br /&gt;minute walk&lt;br /&gt;2 minute stretch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 14&lt;br /&gt;Complete the following in one session 3-5&lt;br /&gt;times a week:&lt;br /&gt;5 minute stretch/warmup&lt;br /&gt;2 minute situp/&lt;br /&gt;pushup&lt;br /&gt;intervals&lt;br /&gt;3 minute jog&lt;br /&gt;17 minute run&lt;br /&gt;3-5&lt;br /&gt;minute walk&lt;br /&gt;2 minute stretch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106002435046345732-4327853378558718523?l=november172007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/feeds/4327853378558718523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106002435046345732&amp;postID=4327853378558718523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/4327853378558718523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/4327853378558718523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/2009/04/were-getting-in-shape-taylor-i-are-both.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01862855266825542586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SbfV3pEi-9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/0dPijQSponE/S220/8304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106002435046345732.post-2956026360264891767</id><published>2009-03-30T12:47:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T13:07:16.242-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm tired of coming up with titles for these posts. So, I refuse to think of them any longer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;San Antonio was awesome as usual! I am so glad Laura e-mailed me asking us to go! We were there for our friend Thomas' birthday shindig. He had no idea any of the buddies were coming. His wife Laura did a good job arranging it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rolled into town about 4:30 Saturday afternoon, dropped our stuff off at the hotel, and headed to the Bartle's. We had a good time relaxing and hanging out. The boys had their celebratory cigars... no surprise there! We didn't head back to our hotel until almost 2am. We ended up hanging out with Andrew &amp;amp; Angie until almost 4am at the hotel though. I was EXTREMELY tired, but it was very worth it!! I am so excited to see them at the end of April when they make their way up here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We never worked in the yard like I said we were going to. I suppose we should do that this weekend. It's starting to need it...bad. I have so much that I want to do in the flower beds. It is just the whole actually doing it thing that is the problem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was incredibly hard to get out of bed this morning. In case you didn't know, we have the most fabulous, comfy, wonderful, perfect bed possible. It is Vera Wang. I won it at the bridal show back in January 07. Up until then I had never won anything!! Well, it has about 12 inches of pillow top. Again, it is amazing. So basically, I just didn't want to get out of it. Ah yes, mornings like that will be great when we're working from home. Have I mentioned I'm excited about not actually having to get out of bed before 8am starting in June?! Working from home will be great. The dogs will probably love it more than we will!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of the pups, Sarge did great this weekend! He relaxed in his crate the entire drive alternating between sleeping and playing. I think he enjoyed sniffing around the various places we stopped to let him potty too. He is like Maverick &amp;amp; likes to explore. Maverick, Lily, and Presley were super excited to see us when we got home. I'm convinced Presley thinks we're never coming back each time we leave. It is sad, I know. She is always really excited when we get home and then jumps up on the back of the couch and curls up like all is right in her world. :) They're silly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as promised from last time...pictures!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SdEGTh3NHMI/AAAAAAAAAG0/CMW9256TtnM/s1600-h/IMG_0314.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SdEGTh3NHMI/AAAAAAAAAG0/CMW9256TtnM/s1600-h/IMG_0314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319039567478463682" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SdEGTh3NHMI/AAAAAAAAAG0/CMW9256TtnM/s200/IMG_0314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor &amp;amp; all the furballs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SdEGOP4eQEI/AAAAAAAAAGs/eXco5bpMjgM/s1600-h/IMG_0311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319039476752597058" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SdEGOP4eQEI/AAAAAAAAAGs/eXco5bpMjgM/s200/IMG_0311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serious Maverick. Seriously HAIRY Maverick. (Um, T, you wanna fix that for him?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SdEGJkg9SRI/AAAAAAAAAGk/YtH1fR9wFqI/s1600-h/IMG_0306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319039396391766290" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SdEGJkg9SRI/AAAAAAAAAGk/YtH1fR9wFqI/s200/IMG_0306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Disclaimer...not all of our grass looks that bad. LOL! That is in a shady spot over by the fence...for some reason the grass grows spotty in this one small area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SdEGCM1T_TI/AAAAAAAAAGc/LZ0uicOK71w/s1600-h/IMG_0323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319039269775605042" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SdEGCM1T_TI/AAAAAAAAAGc/LZ0uicOK71w/s200/IMG_0323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew &amp;amp; Taylor &amp;amp; the cigars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SdEF-KPZccI/AAAAAAAAAGU/7-9c6aiS2_c/s1600-h/IMG_0325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319039200360231362" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SdEF-KPZccI/AAAAAAAAAGU/7-9c6aiS2_c/s200/IMG_0325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor, Andrew, and The Living Legend Thomas Bartle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SdEF33eB-pI/AAAAAAAAAGM/9_T1mQYLKuQ/s1600-h/IMG_0326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319039092242119314" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SdEF33eB-pI/AAAAAAAAAGM/9_T1mQYLKuQ/s200/IMG_0326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angie, Laura, and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106002435046345732-2956026360264891767?l=november172007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/feeds/2956026360264891767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106002435046345732&amp;postID=2956026360264891767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/2956026360264891767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/2956026360264891767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-tired-of-coming-up-with-titles-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01862855266825542586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SbfV3pEi-9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/0dPijQSponE/S220/8304.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SdEGTh3NHMI/AAAAAAAAAG0/CMW9256TtnM/s72-c/IMG_0314.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106002435046345732.post-6644973075494481719</id><published>2009-03-20T17:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T17:46:59.302-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A quick hello!</title><content type='html'>Just popping in to do a little updating before leaving the office for the weekend. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend Taylor &amp;amp; I are going to be busy, busy! Tonight we're going to have dinner (on the patio hopefully) at Raphael's. Raphael's is a delish Mexican food restaurant up 380 from us. I'm really looking forward to some good food...and maybe a margarita?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow the work begins. It's "spring cleaning" time. Woo. As you can possibly tell, I'm not so excited about that. It needs to be done though. Of course on a daily basis we keep our house clean, but I need to do a deep clean...baseboards and all that junk. Taylor will be working in the yard. He will put down the Weed &amp;amp; Feed and work in our flower beds. The beds need to be re-mulched. I also want to buy a plastic border to go behind the stone border to keep the grass out. Last year the grass growing into the flower beds drove me CRAZY! It looks so trashy and it's a huge pain to pull it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho... I'm out! I promise, pictures next post!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106002435046345732-6644973075494481719?l=november172007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/feeds/6644973075494481719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106002435046345732&amp;postID=6644973075494481719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/6644973075494481719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/6644973075494481719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/2009/03/quick-hello.html' title='A quick hello!'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01862855266825542586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SbfV3pEi-9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/0dPijQSponE/S220/8304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106002435046345732.post-3008000575744778430</id><published>2009-03-15T18:50:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T18:58:42.404-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy days</title><content type='html'>This weekend was a lazy one. Friday night we picked up some Rudy's, watched American Wedding, and went to bed at a decent time. It was very nice getting it bed knowing I had the next two days to sleep in! We slept in for sure. We didn't get up until almost 2:30 on Saturday afternoon! Um, I guess we've been working just a little hard lately... &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday night we went to Gilley's with Adam &amp;amp; Jenn to see Brandon Rhyder. It was a good time! Taylor &amp;amp; I had been wanting to see him in concert, and he did not dissappoint. I think we're going back on April 17th to see Mark Wills, Jeff Bates, and Trent Willmon. That'll be a good show! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to IHOP after the show so we didn't get home until about 3am. Because we had slept so much the night before I still got up around 10:30 this morning. We've just been taking it easy around the house. Did some laundry, cleaned up the kitchen, and played online quite a bit. Now Taylor is making dinner. I love our Sunday dinners! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll leave you with a few pics from Saturday night, and hopefully this week won't be too busy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/Sb2VoKFoiQI/AAAAAAAAAF0/g2YbHxfGMsA/s1600-h/IMG_0294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313567652502341890" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/Sb2VoKFoiQI/AAAAAAAAAF0/g2YbHxfGMsA/s200/IMG_0294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/Sb2V7HyPZGI/AAAAAAAAAGE/oWSenE3k7kE/s1600-h/IMG_0276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313567978301645922" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/Sb2V7HyPZGI/AAAAAAAAAGE/oWSenE3k7kE/s200/IMG_0276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/Sb2VxIs8aKI/AAAAAAAAAF8/wBNCfNGH9NE/s1600-h/IMG_0278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313567806749173922" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/Sb2VxIs8aKI/AAAAAAAAAF8/wBNCfNGH9NE/s200/IMG_0278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106002435046345732-3008000575744778430?l=november172007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/feeds/3008000575744778430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106002435046345732&amp;postID=3008000575744778430' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/3008000575744778430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/3008000575744778430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/2009/03/lazy-days.html' title='Lazy days'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01862855266825542586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SbfV3pEi-9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/0dPijQSponE/S220/8304.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/Sb2VoKFoiQI/AAAAAAAAAF0/g2YbHxfGMsA/s72-c/IMG_0294.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106002435046345732.post-3473155307824605982</id><published>2009-03-11T10:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T10:11:20.294-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Southbound 35</title><content type='html'>I'm excited over here! We received an invitation last night to go to San Antonio the weekend of March 28th. We're going to make the trip. :) Unfortunately, we missed so much work when we had the flu and then went out of town to Atlanta right afterwards so I feel like we really shouldn't ask to take more time off right now. So, we're going to drive down early Saturday morning and come home Sunday afternoon/evening. It'll be another busy weekend, but it will be REALLY fun! I absolutely L-O-V-E San Antonio. We try to take advantage of every opportunity we can to get down that way. It'll be worth the drive!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106002435046345732-3473155307824605982?l=november172007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/feeds/3473155307824605982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106002435046345732&amp;postID=3473155307824605982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/3473155307824605982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/3473155307824605982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/2009/03/southbound-35.html' title='Southbound 35'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01862855266825542586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SbfV3pEi-9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/0dPijQSponE/S220/8304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106002435046345732.post-3777193417139273971</id><published>2009-03-10T17:47:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T17:52:30.238-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh yeah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How could I forget?!?! We added another member to our family since I last posted! We have another dog! No, we're not crazy. His name is Sarge. He's a miniature Schnauzer and is about 3 months old. He is Maverick's little shadow. He's super smart and lots of fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby Sarge (8 weeks when we first got him):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/Sbbui41Ii_I/AAAAAAAAAFA/ysuqiW1SiqA/s1600-h/IMG_0173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311695093668285426" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/Sbbui41Ii_I/AAAAAAAAAFA/ysuqiW1SiqA/s200/IMG_0173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Getting bigger! (a couple of weeks ago):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/Sbbuy6iMDYI/AAAAAAAAAFI/2ZkJIDg7ygs/s1600-h/IMG_0226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311695369003601282" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/Sbbuy6iMDYI/AAAAAAAAAFI/2ZkJIDg7ygs/s200/IMG_0226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll take some even newer ones soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106002435046345732-3777193417139273971?l=november172007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/feeds/3777193417139273971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106002435046345732&amp;postID=3777193417139273971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/3777193417139273971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/3777193417139273971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-yeah.html' title='Oh yeah!'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01862855266825542586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SbfV3pEi-9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/0dPijQSponE/S220/8304.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/Sbbui41Ii_I/AAAAAAAAAFA/ysuqiW1SiqA/s72-c/IMG_0173.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106002435046345732.post-4279652493697541366</id><published>2009-03-10T17:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T17:25:25.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, hello, there!</title><content type='html'>Ok. It's been since October since I've updated. Sheesh!! That's too long. Not real sure why I stopped. Life got busy I guess. Well, now I'm back &amp;amp; I'm going to make more of an effort to update often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much has happened in the months since I last updated. We had Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Years, my 24th birthday (woohoo), and lots and lots of work! Christmas was really fun this year. Taylor &amp;amp; I hosted Christmas Eve at our house with his family. It was really cool to be at our house, but it really was a lot of work. This coming Christmas we'll be with my family on Christmas Eve so we'll have a break in the hosting duties!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to believe that we're already 3 months into 2009. Time flies! Speaking of flying... I took my first plane trip to Atlanta a couple of weeks ago! It was an adventure to say the least. Let's see - we left Friday afternoon and flew down to Houston. We had a couple hours in Houston and we landed in Atlanta about 10:20 their time. Well, when we landed I got to experience flying through a storm. That was not exactly my idea of fun, but it wasn't terrible either. You know what was terrible? The fact that Continental Airlines left my luggage in Houston!!!!! Yes, my very first time on a plane and my luggage gets left. Fantastic. Luckily Taylor handled talking with the people in the baggage office. They wouldn't have liked me very much and probably would have left it in Houston even longer... :) They did tell Taylor that my luggage would be delivered to our hotel the next morning. I was doubtful that would actually happen, but I was proven wrong. When I woke up Saturday morning I could breathe a sigh of relief because my luggage was downstairs at the front desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, wait. Why is it wrapped in a plastic bag? Normal procedure? Not so much. It was wrapped in a plastic bag because they destroyed the suitcase!! My bag was completely ruined. It was busted open at the seam leaving my favorite coat hanging out. The wheels were busted off, and it had black marks all over the front. Um, did it fall out of the plane?! You know I sure did pick up the phone right away to call the Continental claim service number. So after they got an earful they told me I would get a new bag when I went to the airport to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of our trip was really fun. Then it came time to go home. We were supposed to leave on Sunday afternoon, but it was snowing. Yes, snowing in Atlanta and I'm talking LOTS of snow. The entire airport pretty much shut down. Our flight was canceled. It was back to the hotel for another night and then to fly out Monday afternoon. Everything went according to plan on Monday afternoon. It was bright &amp;amp; sunny! We had to fly back through Houston, and we were supposed to have a 2 hour layover. You guessed it though. We were delayed from Houston!!! The plane we were flying from Houston to DFW was coming from Chicago. The weather in Chicago wasn't so good so the plane was an hour late getting to Houston. SHEESH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... after all that madness we finally landed at DFW at about 10:15 Monday night. My parents were there to pick us up and take us home. Thank you again, Mom &amp;amp; Dad!!  Even though everything happened the way it did and it was pretty stressful I definitely want to fly again. I've already got the itch to go somewhere soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm aware this is turning into a novel, but just to touch on one more thing. Work. Work has been insane. Taylor &amp;amp; I feel VERY blessed to have our jobs in this economy. However, not everyone has been so lucky. A couple of our co-workers were laid off a few weeks ago. It has made things very busy for T &amp;amp; me. On average we work through lunch and until about 6 or 6:30 each night. There are even some times when Taylor brings stuff home to do after that. Like I said, we do feel really blessed to still have our jobs. The real good news is that in late May or at the very beginning of June we will be working from home permanently! There are only 5 of us in the office now so it seemed silly to keep paying the office rent. (It's not exactly cheap!) I'm really excited about this new opportunity. I think it will be really good. We have a lot to do to get ready for two offices out of our house. I think it'll be worth the preparation though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho... that pretty much brings you all up to speed on the events of our lives lately. Now its up to me to keep current!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106002435046345732-4279652493697541366?l=november172007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/feeds/4279652493697541366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106002435046345732&amp;postID=4279652493697541366' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/4279652493697541366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/4279652493697541366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/2009/03/well-hello-there.html' title='Well, hello, there!'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01862855266825542586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SbfV3pEi-9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/0dPijQSponE/S220/8304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106002435046345732.post-7792827932753004556</id><published>2008-10-12T22:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T22:31:38.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10/12/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SPLBEtN2UqI/AAAAAAAAAEo/L_74Q2-C0ug/s1600-h/P0743_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256476001696109218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SPLBEtN2UqI/AAAAAAAAAEo/L_74Q2-C0ug/s200/P0743_02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I GOT A NEW CAR!!!! FINALLY!!!!! We bought it Friday night. When I woke up on Friday morning, I was definitely NOT expecting all this. I LOVE the new Jetta &amp;amp; I'm very glad to be rid of the problem Passat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106002435046345732-7792827932753004556?l=november172007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/feeds/7792827932753004556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106002435046345732&amp;postID=7792827932753004556' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/7792827932753004556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/7792827932753004556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/2008/10/101208.html' title='10/12/08'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01862855266825542586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SbfV3pEi-9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/0dPijQSponE/S220/8304.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SPLBEtN2UqI/AAAAAAAAAEo/L_74Q2-C0ug/s72-c/P0743_02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106002435046345732.post-6634424861476819190</id><published>2008-10-09T17:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T17:32:38.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10/9/08</title><content type='html'>Nothing too much to report today! This week has been fairly slow at the office. Both bosses are out. A quiet week at work is always welcome! I'm so glad the weather has started to cool off. Too bad it's going to warm up some for this weekend's game. We're headed down to CS again, and I believe that the high is supposed to be around 86. Bummer... I'm really ready for a game where I can wear jeans &amp;amp; a hoodie! Guess I have a little while to go for that one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going to buy a pumpkin this year! This will be our first year to do so. We always decorate for Christmas, but now that we're in a house we're going to do it for Halloween. We hope to get lots of kids come to trick or treat! I'll definitely have pics of our pumpkin after we carve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, not much to update about. We'll be seeing our friends this weekend in town from San Antonio, so I'm sure I'll have some fun stories then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106002435046345732-6634424861476819190?l=november172007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/feeds/6634424861476819190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106002435046345732&amp;postID=6634424861476819190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/6634424861476819190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/6634424861476819190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/2008/10/10908.html' title='10/9/08'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01862855266825542586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SbfV3pEi-9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/0dPijQSponE/S220/8304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106002435046345732.post-1116211356220375671</id><published>2008-10-06T12:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T13:09:49.414-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is what my weekend was. Let's recap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, Taylor was sick &amp;amp; home from work. Poor thing still can't breathe out of his nose &amp;amp; it's now draining into his chest! I went in a little early so I could get home to him a little early. We took it easy all evening mostly just laying in bed watching movies. I know he needed that down time, and I sure enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday ended up being quite busy! We slept in and then decided that we really needed to go get the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Passat&lt;/span&gt; inspected. Long story short, it took about 3 hours to get it all done. We definitely weren't planning on that to take up our whole afternoon, but it all worked out. We needed to go get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kahlua&lt;/span&gt; a new light for his tank. However, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Petco&lt;/span&gt; that we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;stopped&lt;/span&gt; at was sold out. How on earth do they sell out of aquarium lights? So, poor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kahlula&lt;/span&gt; will just have to wait until we get home from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt; tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night we went over to Jennifer &amp;amp; Jason's. It was a blast! I was so excited to get to hang out with her FINALLY! This girl is one of my absolute best friends, but we hadn't had the chance to see each other in so long. I met a friend of hers, her sister in law, and a bunch of guys...brothers in law &amp;amp; friends. We girls spent the entire evening out on the back patio talking &amp;amp; drinking. I definitely heard some good stories! I think we spent the entire night laughing. I'm really looking forward to the next time. Taylor had a really good time too! The guys stayed inside mostly watching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;UFC&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; playing poker. I'm glad he finally got to meet Jason. He really liked everyone, and is also looking forward to the next get together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think part of the reason that we had so much fun is because the people we were hanging out with "get it". True, they have kids &amp;amp; we don't, but we're all in the same part of life in a lot of ways. They get it when it comes to married life and responsibilities. They get it when I talk about money/bills, grocery coupons, or my husband being sick &amp;amp; I need to take care of him. That's not all we talk about of course, but it is really great to have friends who completely understand. I feel very lucky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So and then there is yesterday... I did not get out of my pj's all day yesterday. It was wonderful! We watched movies all day (thanks to HBO &amp;amp; the other movie channels), watched the Cowboy game, and Taylor made his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;delish&lt;/span&gt; chili.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be down in College Station on Saturday next weekend for a game. We'll see how that goes, but before that we have to get through another work week. It should be a fairly quiet one. I'm looking forward to catching up on a few things!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106002435046345732-1116211356220375671?l=november172007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/feeds/1116211356220375671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106002435046345732&amp;postID=1116211356220375671' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/1116211356220375671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/1116211356220375671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/2008/10/perfect.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01862855266825542586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SbfV3pEi-9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/0dPijQSponE/S220/8304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106002435046345732.post-2870388425615162312</id><published>2008-10-02T16:35:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T16:59:17.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This week has been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;CRAAAAAAAAZY&lt;/span&gt;. I had 1 and a half days to get payroll done. Yikes. I did it though! I'm so awesome. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been on these cleaning &amp;amp; organizing rampages lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love vacuuming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love cleaning the glass coffee table top. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love fluffing the couch pillows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SOVBPxwfS2I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/MAKj2VqZ9AI/s1600-h/n196000875_30512175_4787.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252676279708109666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SOVBPxwfS2I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/MAKj2VqZ9AI/s200/n196000875_30512175_4787.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(see...we have pillows...not cushions) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finally did something with the random box that is still sitting in our bedroom from when we moved. (I covered it with a navy blue sheet &amp;amp; put pictures on it. It's actually very cute, and makes our room feel more....homey)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I clean the kitchen every morning when I leave &amp;amp; every evening before bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh! And I FINALLY put up my wall sconces in the hallway &amp;amp; this votive holder as a centerpiece on our table. I've had them since our wedding, and that was almost 11 months ago! Yeah, I'm bad. I know! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SOVCMKBor-I/AAAAAAAAAEY/G3HDmu473yo/s1600-h/417FR4R5SQL__AA262_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252677317014630370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SOVCMKBor-I/AAAAAAAAAEY/G3HDmu473yo/s200/417FR4R5SQL__AA262_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SOVC4OfZvTI/AAAAAAAAAEg/EAJAwGcq0U4/s1600-h/41H1W3B8K5L__AA262_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252678074127465778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SOVC4OfZvTI/AAAAAAAAAEg/EAJAwGcq0U4/s200/41H1W3B8K5L__AA262_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll see what house projects I find myself getting into this weekend! Speaking of, I'm excited about another weekend! The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Aggies&lt;/span&gt; are on the road so we get to stay in town. I love going to the games, but I'm looking forward to a weekend around home. Saturday I'm really looking forward to hanging out with my friend Jennifer... my AWESOME friend who I haven't seen in AGES yet talk to everyday thanks to the wonderful invention of e-mail. It should be a fun, relaxing, nice one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106002435046345732-2870388425615162312?l=november172007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/feeds/2870388425615162312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106002435046345732&amp;postID=2870388425615162312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/2870388425615162312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/2870388425615162312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-week-has-been-craaaaaaaazy.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01862855266825542586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SbfV3pEi-9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/0dPijQSponE/S220/8304.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SOVBPxwfS2I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/MAKj2VqZ9AI/s72-c/n196000875_30512175_4787.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106002435046345732.post-2058946775336233297</id><published>2008-09-22T11:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T11:20:49.943-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Monday is not so much a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;funday&lt;/span&gt;. I am so so so so so sleepy today! Maybe that's because sleep was not something I got much of this weekend. It was a College Station weekend, and that meant getting up early on Saturday morning to make it to kickoff at 2:30. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ags&lt;/span&gt; didn't do so hot, but they showed some improvement so there is some hope! By the end of the game I was drained from sitting in the sun for 4 hours. I have a nice sunburn on my forehead &amp;amp; scalp. I'm sure &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;that'll&lt;/span&gt; look pretty when it starts to peel! Yuck. I did not sleep good on Saturday night. Although, I never sleep good if there is anyone around except my family. It freaks me out and I feel all... uncomfortable. So what I'm saying is that I think I only got about 3 hours of sleep total on Saturday night. I definitely went to bed at 9:30 last night, but I'm still not all caught up. I definitely need my 8 hours every night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad is going down to College Station with Taylor for this Saturday's game. I decided to sit this one out. They're just making it a day trip since it's an 11:00 game, so I'll have my husband back by Saturday evening. ;) I'm sure they could both use some guy time though. Dad still has Mom &amp;amp; my two sisters in the house, and Taylor has ME! I think they might need a break from all the estrogen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week should be pretty uneventful. It's an off week for me at the office. No payroll for a week and a half! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;That will&lt;/span&gt; give me some time to get caught up on this &amp;amp; that. I do need to get out one day at lunch &amp;amp; go return a shirt from NY&amp;amp;CO. I've decided I'm not buying anything other than their pants &amp;amp; button down shirts. All the other shirts are always too short!! I should have tried it on before I bought it. I &lt;strong&gt;HATE&lt;/strong&gt; having to go back up to the mall to return things. It's so not exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too much else to report today. Oh, I will just say that when it comes to rehemming pants... I suck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106002435046345732-2058946775336233297?l=november172007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/feeds/2058946775336233297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106002435046345732&amp;postID=2058946775336233297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/2058946775336233297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/2058946775336233297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/2008/09/monday-is-not-so-much-funday.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01862855266825542586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SbfV3pEi-9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/0dPijQSponE/S220/8304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106002435046345732.post-2921576674226988775</id><published>2008-09-19T10:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T10:40:05.591-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SNPEJWLEq-I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hj0VZ-ytEW0/s1600-h/n196000875_30365898_3318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247753655666650082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SNPEJWLEq-I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hj0VZ-ytEW0/s200/n196000875_30365898_3318.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That little precious face is the face of an escape artist! That puppy dog has left our yard the past 3 times we've let her and the others out. Obviously, we have found her each time, but I'm so afraid of one these days she really will get lost! I think she's more of a cat &amp;amp; has nine lives, but her lives are probably running out. Especially after her time she was lost the night before our wedding... but that's a whole other story...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right after we moved into the house Presley escaped to go on what I call her "adventures". I really think she runs away out of curiosity. There are a lot of open lots in our neighborhood still. Maybe she likes to run out in the open? Who knows. Those first few times and these last times she's run off, as soon as she hears us calling her name she runs right up to us ready to go back home. Really it's like she just needed a little excitment in her life. Over the last couple months she was so good about going out to do her business &amp;amp; then coming right back to the door to come back in. I guess that was only a phase. I guess she's just not allowed in the backyard alone anymore! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;About 7 hours is all that stands between me &amp;amp; the start of another weekend. Have I ever mentioned that I LOVE weekends? The work week should be 2 days &amp;amp; the weekend should be 5. Just my opinion. It's a football game weekend! That means road trippin' down to College Station bright &amp;amp; early tomorrow morning. As much fun as we have, I'll definitely be looking forward to relaxing at home on Sunday. The yard looks good. The house will be cleaned tonight. There's no work to bring home this weekend. Looks like Sunday all I'll have is some laundry &amp;amp; a lot of relaxing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sure I'll have some more pictures after tomorrow's fun. Until then here are a few from the last game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SNPHaRUoVGI/AAAAAAAAADY/kkzIyifea7Q/s1600-h/8306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247757244957217890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SNPHaRUoVGI/AAAAAAAAADY/kkzIyifea7Q/s200/8306.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SNPHiKdAqdI/AAAAAAAAADg/dE9QbjjRRdw/s1600-h/8304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247757380552272338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SNPHiKdAqdI/AAAAAAAAADg/dE9QbjjRRdw/s200/8304.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SNPHqRig1MI/AAAAAAAAADo/hzNhhRF_wYs/s1600-h/8307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247757519893353666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SNPHqRig1MI/AAAAAAAAADo/hzNhhRF_wYs/s200/8307.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106002435046345732-2921576674226988775?l=november172007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/feeds/2921576674226988775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106002435046345732&amp;postID=2921576674226988775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/2921576674226988775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/2921576674226988775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/2008/09/that-little-precious-face-is-face-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01862855266825542586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SbfV3pEi-9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/0dPijQSponE/S220/8304.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SNPEJWLEq-I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hj0VZ-ytEW0/s72-c/n196000875_30365898_3318.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106002435046345732.post-449245207488367260</id><published>2008-09-12T11:21:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T12:01:29.832-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a few things</title><content type='html'>Thanks to Jess for giving me the idea to do this! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE being married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SMqXVXrtI0I/AAAAAAAAACo/MIIzMWEVEhk/s1600-h/n196000875_30414365_9122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245171109416739650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SMqXVXrtI0I/AAAAAAAAACo/MIIzMWEVEhk/s320/n196000875_30414365_9122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love being a wife!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love being a mom to my furbabies. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love when Lily puts her one paw on my leg when she's sitting next to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love Diet Coke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/diet%20coke/carlapryor/Diet_Coke.jpg?o=19" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p242/carlapryor/Diet_Coke.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love OC marathon nights with Taylor (although we never have them anymore).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love it when Taylor comes up behind me while I'm sitting at my desk to rub my shoulders. (we work together)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love thunderstorms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my big comfy bed. (I especially love being in my big comfy bed with my husband!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love celeb gossip &amp;amp; cheesy tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/e%20tv/elisamariebarbaro/th1e1532e9.gif?o=19" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f320/elisamariebarbaro/th1e1532e9.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my engagement ring &amp;amp; wedding band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love a frosty from Wendy's - chocolate only!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love road trips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love sunglasses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love a great pair of jeans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love Texas country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love Sangria wine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love old friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love new friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love when my husband helps with the housework!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love a clean house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love a hot shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love hugs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love forehead kisses!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love mexican food!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love days by the lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SMqdJ9TEkjI/AAAAAAAAACw/blaRZ56QGG4/s1600-h/n196000875_30014455_7012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245177510425301554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SMqdJ9TEkjI/AAAAAAAAACw/blaRZ56QGG4/s200/n196000875_30014455_7012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the beach!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SMqdjxgsJlI/AAAAAAAAADA/nak-PAIi8iM/s1600-h/img_0918.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245177953937794642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SMqdjxgsJlI/AAAAAAAAADA/nak-PAIi8iM/s200/img_0918.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love San Antonio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love lazy days snuggled up on the couch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love Texas A&amp;amp;M football!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SMqeTrAhP7I/AAAAAAAAADI/dte3QDvsPB8/s1600-h/8307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245178776825970610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SMqeTrAhP7I/AAAAAAAAADI/dte3QDvsPB8/s200/8307.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my parents &amp;amp; am so thankful for them teaching me how to be a good person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my sisters &amp;amp; am so glad we are close!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love that I am close to my in-laws.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love a good book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love everything about my life &amp;amp; so much more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106002435046345732-449245207488367260?l=november172007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/feeds/449245207488367260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106002435046345732&amp;postID=449245207488367260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/449245207488367260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/449245207488367260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-few-things.html' title='Just a few things'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01862855266825542586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SbfV3pEi-9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/0dPijQSponE/S220/8304.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SMqXVXrtI0I/AAAAAAAAACo/MIIzMWEVEhk/s72-c/n196000875_30414365_9122.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106002435046345732.post-974897294565645690</id><published>2008-09-12T09:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T10:05:40.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>As another weekend approaches...</title><content type='html'>Friday again. The weeks fly by. Hopefully time will slow down a little for the weekend. Hurricane Ike is supposed to show his ugly face on land sometime late tonight. My thoughts &amp;amp; prayers are definitely going out to those on the coast &amp;amp; in South Texas. I hope we do get a significant amount of rain here though. I love thunderstoms on the weekend! I was really hoping to be able to go and do something fun with the husband tonight before the storms arrived... you know... maybe one of our mall dates that we used to have, a high school football game, a movie; but that won't be happening. He'll be mowing our lawn tonight since it hasn't been done in like 2 weeks and it really needs to be done before we get more rain. Bummer. Maybe I'll pull weeds in our flower beds AGAIN since they grew back AGAIN. I'm ready for winter so the grass will die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a really cute yard sign...thing... for our house. It's a scarecrow holding a sign that says "Welcome to My Country Home". I took a picture of it with my phone, but I changed my rate plan &amp;amp; now I can't send picture messages. I can't figure out how to get it back either!! Just take my word for it. It's cute. Although it's not technically Fall until the 22nd, I couldn't wait to put out my decorations. I love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shared most of this with you already, but if you have not read it you must go read Taylor's blog. &lt;a href="http://musingsbymoose.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://musingsbymoose.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; Yesterday was the 7th anniversary of 9/11, and he posted an entry that I think is very moving. Taylor has a way with words that I cannot describe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106002435046345732-974897294565645690?l=november172007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/feeds/974897294565645690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106002435046345732&amp;postID=974897294565645690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/974897294565645690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/974897294565645690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/2008/09/as-another-weekend-approaches.html' title='As another weekend approaches...'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01862855266825542586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SbfV3pEi-9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/0dPijQSponE/S220/8304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106002435046345732.post-1017466399547251559</id><published>2008-09-08T12:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T10:44:47.342-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Layers</title><content type='html'>LAYER ONE:&lt;br /&gt;Name: Laura&lt;br /&gt;Birth date: Feb 19&lt;br /&gt;Birthplace: Dallas, Texas&lt;br /&gt;Current Location: Middle-of-no-where-Denton-County-Texas&lt;br /&gt;Eye Color: Right is green &amp;amp; left is blue&lt;br /&gt;Hair Color: Brown&lt;br /&gt;Height: 5′10&lt;br /&gt;Righty or Lefty: Righty&lt;br /&gt;Zodiac Sign: Pisces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER TWO:&lt;br /&gt;Your heritage: a little bit of this &amp;amp; a little bit of that&lt;br /&gt;The shoes you wore today: black heels&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness: chips &amp;amp; salsa, pastries and home decor&lt;br /&gt;Your fears: Losing someone I love&lt;br /&gt;Your perfect pizza: cheese &amp;amp; jalepenos!&lt;br /&gt;Goal you’d like to achieve: pay off the last of my debt, have a baby, build a house (within the next few years)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER THREE:&lt;br /&gt;Your most overused phrase on AIM: I only use it at work.&lt;br /&gt;Your first waking thoughts: Must pee.&lt;br /&gt;Your best physical feature: Eyes&lt;br /&gt;What you miss the most: hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER FOUR:&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or Coke: Diet Coke&lt;br /&gt;McDonald’s or Burger King: McDonald's&lt;br /&gt;Single or group dates: I like both, but I really love great dates with my husband!&lt;br /&gt;Adidas or Nike: Either&lt;br /&gt;Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: Bleh, neither.&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or vanilla: depends on the day!&lt;br /&gt;Cappuccino or coffee: cappuccino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER FIVE:&lt;br /&gt;Smoke: nope&lt;br /&gt;Cuss: Not often&lt;br /&gt;Sing:Love to, but I'm no good!&lt;br /&gt;Take a shower everyday: yes!&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you’ve been in love: Yep.&lt;br /&gt;Want to go to college: No more!!!&lt;br /&gt;Liked high school: Sure, but don't want to go back.&lt;br /&gt;Want to get married: Glad I did! Love my husband!&lt;br /&gt;Believe in yourself: Usually.&lt;br /&gt;Get motion sickness: Yep&lt;br /&gt;Think you’re attractive: Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Think you’re a health freak: Nope, although everything in our house is "reduced fat".&lt;br /&gt;Get along with your parent(s): Love them!&lt;br /&gt;Like thunderstorms: As long as I am inside&lt;br /&gt;Play an instrument: used to play piano &amp;amp; violin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER SIX: In the past month…&lt;br /&gt;Drank Alcohol: yes&lt;br /&gt;Smoked: no&lt;br /&gt;Done a drug: nope&lt;br /&gt;Made out: Of course :)&lt;br /&gt;Gone on a date: I love date nights!&lt;br /&gt;Gone to the mall: yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Eaten an entire box of Oreos: not so mujch&lt;br /&gt;Eaten sushi: Don't think so&lt;br /&gt;Been on stage: No&lt;br /&gt;Been dumped: No&lt;br /&gt;Gone skating: No&lt;br /&gt;Made homemade cookies: Nope&lt;br /&gt;Gone skinny dipping: No.&lt;br /&gt;Dyed your hair: No more of that!&lt;br /&gt;Stolen anything: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER SEVEN:&lt;br /&gt;Age you hope to be married: I got married at 22.&lt;br /&gt;Numbers and Names of Children: 0 yet!&lt;br /&gt;Describe your Dream Wedding: Had it!&lt;br /&gt;How do you want to die: when I'm really old, painlessly, and in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;Where you want to go to college: Been there, don't want to go back&lt;br /&gt;What do you want to be when you grow up: Stay at home mom! LOL&lt;br /&gt;What country would you most like to visit: Spain and Greece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER EIGHT:&lt;br /&gt;Number of people I could trust with my life: a few&lt;br /&gt;Number of CDs that I own: Who knows&lt;br /&gt;Number of piercing: 1&lt;br /&gt;Number of tattoos: 0&lt;br /&gt;Number of times my name has appeared in the newspaper: A few&lt;br /&gt;Number of scars on my body: No idea. A lot!&lt;br /&gt;Number of things in my past that I regret: None really. Everything I've done made me who I am today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106002435046345732-1017466399547251559?l=november172007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/feeds/1017466399547251559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106002435046345732&amp;postID=1017466399547251559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/1017466399547251559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/1017466399547251559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/2008/09/layers.html' title='Layers'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01862855266825542586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SbfV3pEi-9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/0dPijQSponE/S220/8304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106002435046345732.post-5686555629382837038</id><published>2008-09-08T10:16:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T10:31:30.831-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nonsense</title><content type='html'>My husband is begging for an update.... like he doesn't already know what's going on in my life!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see...run down on the weekend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nap time&lt;/span&gt; after work, late night grocery shopping (oh how I had missed those trips!), and up until almost 3AM watching That 70s Show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - slept in, cleaned up the house, finished getting the food ready, my parents &amp;amp; sister came over for the game, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;AGGIES&lt;/span&gt; WON!, nice "leisurely stroll" around the neighborhood, 8 Seconds on TV, best night of sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday- slept in again (I like to do that), lunch &amp;amp; shopping with Jenna, home to do laundry &amp;amp; enjoy my Sunday evening with my favorite person ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's Monday again. I'm really hoping this day &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;goes&lt;/span&gt; by quick! I am also hoping today is better than Friday. Friday was one of those days where it seemed like I was getting hit right &amp;amp; left with stuff! I prefer my days to run smooth &amp;amp; routine. Anywho, enough about that stuff! We're heading out to Grapevine Mills after work to take advantage of that Steve &amp;amp; Barry's store closing. Supposedly they have team shirts &amp;amp; such cheap, cheap, cheap! We have to stock up for the rest of our trips down to College Station for football season... like we don't already have enough, but how can we pass up $4 t-shirts??? Look forward to me sharing our findings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm pretty sure I've mentioned that I'm married to the greatest cook ever. I'm going to mention it again. He made his brisket &amp;amp; bbq sauce on Saturday. It was DELISH. We have left overs &amp;amp; I cannot wait to eat them tonight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106002435046345732-5686555629382837038?l=november172007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/feeds/5686555629382837038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106002435046345732&amp;postID=5686555629382837038' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/5686555629382837038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/5686555629382837038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/2008/09/nonsense.html' title='Nonsense'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01862855266825542586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SbfV3pEi-9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/0dPijQSponE/S220/8304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106002435046345732.post-7724635712509080421</id><published>2008-08-29T10:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T10:14:03.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Could not be more accurate!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SLgRjAcf31I/AAAAAAAAACA/UyIlJlvKYtk/s1600-h/33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239957459558195026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SLgRjAcf31I/AAAAAAAAACA/UyIlJlvKYtk/s320/33.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COUNTRY 'N' MODERN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sounds unlikely, but rural properties are amazingly adaptable to a modern style - as your home proves. The country-meets-modern look relies on natural materials and, very often, the immediate landscape for inspiration. The result perfectly combines the simplicity of colour and form without overlooking basic comfort and, indeed, the practicalities of raising a family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Living Room&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a comfortably contemporary living room. The danger with the 'modern look' is that it too easily falls into the realm of the bland and insipid; 'easy' gets confused with 'careless' and the result is just downright dull! Perhaps of all the rooms in our homes, the living room can be the one that most expresses your sense of style and your interests. Think, too, about how and when you will most use the room. For example, do you want it light and airy or warm and cosy? Try introducing one or two unexpected elements when choosing your accessories: one of the positives of the modern look is that it is very accommodating. Neutral wall colours provide a calm, easy background, while neutral textiles and soft furnishings never lose their style. Make comfort the priority in your living room: it's where you naturally go to watch TV, relax and de-stress. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bedroom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours is a 'modern master' bedroom. Sleep is fundamentally important to our well being. Clean, fresh air can truly aid sleep, but so, too, does a well-made bed and the best mattress you can afford. Touch is an important issue in the bedroom, from crisp, linen sheets to wool or even sheepskin underfoot. You make quite a statement with clean, strong lines in your bedroom, using earthy, rustic colours and textures to create a sense of harmony with the natural world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dining Room&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a fuss-free entertainer, using good, honest ingredients. At home, natural, earthy colours and textures make dining a sensual occasion that connects the food on the plate back to nature. Eating is not just a basic need but a feast for the senses, and your sensitivity to light, colour, material and texture adds warmth to any environment. With a keen eye for the vernacular, you'll know that furniture and accessories need not have a designer label to give them real value. Indeed, English slipware, for example, has an intimate connection both with the past and with the simple pleasures of good, honest, no-nonsense food. When it comes to entertaining, convenience is paramount. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Home Office&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only you could pull off the "utilitarian chic" look! You've probably got other things on your mind right now, but creating a dedicated space where you can work from home - and keep in touch by email - really does make sense. By using materials such as slate and stone and keeping to a similar palette of colour, you will be able to easily integrate your office space with the rest of your home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Conclusion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Your home combines the best of old and new, rural and metropolitan, to prove you really can have it all! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://mydeco.com/imagini/test/" target="_blank"&gt;http://mydeco.com/imagini/test/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106002435046345732-7724635712509080421?l=november172007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/feeds/7724635712509080421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106002435046345732&amp;postID=7724635712509080421' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/7724635712509080421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/7724635712509080421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/2008/08/could-not-be-more-accurate.html' title='Could not be more accurate!'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01862855266825542586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SbfV3pEi-9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/0dPijQSponE/S220/8304.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SLgRjAcf31I/AAAAAAAAACA/UyIlJlvKYtk/s72-c/33.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106002435046345732.post-5227513097303331485</id><published>2008-08-28T17:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T17:28:38.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Death to the wasps</title><content type='html'>Seriously, tomorrow is Friday again! That is excellent news. I love Fridays. I love tomorrow-Friday even more because the day after tomorrow we get to go to College Station for the 1st football game of the year &amp;amp; some good times with good friends! I'm so incredibly excited to get out of town with my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor &amp;amp; I have a problem...a big problem. A wasp problem. THEY WON'T GO AWAY!!!! All summer long we've been held hostage in our house due to those flying monsters. We have a huge beautiful back yard that we didn't even get to spend much time in because of the beasts. Oh and then there was last night...&lt;br /&gt;So we get home from work &amp;amp; our neighbors across the street are out working in their yard. We get out of the car, walk over, and talk to them for about...30 minutes (what can I say? we're all talkers!). Well then the neighbors next door got home. So all of us talked for another... 30 minutes. By this time it was around 7, and my dear husband needed to work on his own lawn. Neighbor from across the street inspiried me to work on our flowerbeds again (you know since the freaking grass likes to grow in them, and I have to pull it out every week). I go change. I come back out, and I'm doing what I do in the flower bed. Then I move over to the bed that is around the tree... I'm pulling out the grass &amp;amp; spraying the weed killer when a HUGE angry wasp comes flying right at my face! I stand up and (not so smart) start power walking away from the scary thing. Oh, then it lands on my head. I thought it was for sure going to sting me! But no, it got bored with me and flew in a straight line for Taylor. Maybe he smelled better? The Mr. managed to get away unstung, but YIKES that was too close for comfort. Oh, we found out why he came at me so angry. There happens to be a GIGANTIC nest in the tree. Lovely. Little do they know that tonight...they die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106002435046345732-5227513097303331485?l=november172007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/feeds/5227513097303331485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106002435046345732&amp;postID=5227513097303331485' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/5227513097303331485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/5227513097303331485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/2008/08/death-to-wasps.html' title='Death to the wasps'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01862855266825542586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SbfV3pEi-9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/0dPijQSponE/S220/8304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106002435046345732.post-5944992523915978880</id><published>2008-08-25T14:32:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T17:46:03.554-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing important</title><content type='html'>My husband has decided he "needs" to grow a beard. I just roll my eyes. His latest thought about this beard? "It MAY be a good luck charm for the Aggies this season". OK, honey, OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As quick as Friday came last week Monday came even quicker! This weekend was full of adventures. A trip to the airport started it off bright &amp;amp; early Saturday morning. I love the airport. Even though we were saying "see ya later" (not goodbye. I hate goodbye) to our family, it was still exciting. It was exciting for them. They were off to Canada to get the cousin started at his university. Maybe a bit of a sad time for his parents, but such an exciting time for him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was filled with a pool party at our CFO's house. We only have about 8 people in our office so we're quite close. It was a fun time. Definitely nice to relax out by the pool all day long. It was also really nice to be social &amp;amp; such. Taylor seems to think I can be quite anti-social. (not really, he just gives me a hard time because I H.A.T.E. being on the elevator with people I don't know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sisters went back to school today. 1 started 10th grade &amp;amp; the other started college. They make me feel old! I'll be really interested to see how things go for both of them. I'm really excited for them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we just have to get to this upcoming weekend! 3 days of no work AND the start of football season! I'm really looking forward to our drive down to College Station on Saturday morning. I'm sure these next few months will be filled with posts about our road trips, football games, and fun time adventures!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106002435046345732-5944992523915978880?l=november172007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/feeds/5944992523915978880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106002435046345732&amp;postID=5944992523915978880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/5944992523915978880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/5944992523915978880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/2008/08/nothing-important.html' title='Nothing important'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01862855266825542586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SbfV3pEi-9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/0dPijQSponE/S220/8304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106002435046345732.post-7549805795002078787</id><published>2008-08-22T13:19:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T14:21:10.522-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday &amp; dogs</title><content type='html'>I cannot believe it's already Friday again! I really cannot believe it's already been a month since Taylor's family got here, and now they're leaving in the morning. Time passes by way too quickly. We had tons of fun while they were here, and I'm excited that his cousin will be going to school in Cananda &amp;amp; can visit more often! I should be getting some pics from our night at dinner at Maggiano's so of course I'll be posting them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many of you know, we have 3 crazy dogs. 1 of them, Presley, likes to go on adventures &amp;amp; go explore the neighborhood. Well, I think (fingers crossed) that she's getting out of that phase. Lately, when we let them out in the morning she drinks her water, does her business, and sits at the door waiting for us to let her in. Yesterday after her little routine, she came in and of course immediately jumped on our bed &amp;amp; found her a comfy spot. Taylor started trying to play with her, and well, I guess she was tired because she ran into our closet &amp;amp; this is where we found her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SK8E2qDiC7I/AAAAAAAAABg/OO8elxYpR4M/s1600-h/sleepydog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237410228703726514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SK8E2qDiC7I/AAAAAAAAABg/OO8elxYpR4M/s320/sleepydog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure that face says, "WHAT do you want?! I'm trying to sleep here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love our dogs! Our house would be so quiet and calm without them! Ha. I really just hope once we have a real baby they'll adjust well. I think Presley will just want to cuddle with it. Maverick will just be quite curious, and Lily will be the one who will be jealous. I guess we shall see when the time comes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106002435046345732-7549805795002078787?l=november172007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/feeds/7549805795002078787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106002435046345732&amp;postID=7549805795002078787' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/7549805795002078787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/7549805795002078787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-cannot-believe-its-already-friday.html' title='Friday &amp; dogs'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01862855266825542586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SbfV3pEi-9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/0dPijQSponE/S220/8304.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SK8E2qDiC7I/AAAAAAAAABg/OO8elxYpR4M/s72-c/sleepydog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106002435046345732.post-369812524708000661</id><published>2008-08-12T13:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T13:47:35.211-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, hair...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Who was I kidding? I gave in &amp;amp; cut my hair! It's now similar to this again (and it feels great!!)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SKHauIjfSKI/AAAAAAAAABY/SIMEK1rxwlc/s1600-h/1304686091_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233704728086399138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SKHauIjfSKI/AAAAAAAAABY/SIMEK1rxwlc/s320/1304686091_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106002435046345732-369812524708000661?l=november172007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/feeds/369812524708000661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106002435046345732&amp;postID=369812524708000661' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/369812524708000661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/369812524708000661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/2008/08/oh-hair.html' title='Oh, hair...'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01862855266825542586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SbfV3pEi-9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/0dPijQSponE/S220/8304.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SKHauIjfSKI/AAAAAAAAABY/SIMEK1rxwlc/s72-c/1304686091_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106002435046345732.post-6855221689775789034</id><published>2008-08-12T09:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T09:39:49.092-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This &amp; That</title><content type='html'>Well, I haven't updated since my last rant. Maybe I should go for something a little more up beat, huh? Let's see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair is driving me up a wall. ;) It's a couple inches past my shoulers, and it's hit another awkward stage. I promised Taylor that I would let it grow out just to see how it looks and if I like it then I'll keep it. I am having some second thoughts about that one though! I look at old pics when my hair was a couple inches above my shoulders, and I loved it that way. I have to stay strong though!! It must keep growing. Who knows, once it gets about 3 inches longer I may really like it. Plus, I'd miss my ponytails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor's family is only here for 2 more weeks...well not even that now! I can't believe how fast time has gone by. It seems like they just got here. I wish we could spend more time with them... it's just so hard with the busy schedule of work &amp;amp; such. It's so important to make the most out of the time you have with family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just looked outside the window in my office. It looks like storms are headin' in! I really hope so anyway! To me there is nothing more relaxing at work then stormy weather. It seems like it puts everyone in a more carefree mood. Bring on the rain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought our Aggie season tickets!! WHOOP!!! (that was for you TaylorA!) I'm WAY excited. I can't wait to be in College Station for all 7 games. We won't miss one! It's going to be a blast... not only the games, but tailgating with our friends, Northgate, already have plans for lunch with an old friend, and the road trips down there. We're going to have so much fun this fall! I will definitely keep the updates current with all the happenings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106002435046345732-6855221689775789034?l=november172007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/feeds/6855221689775789034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106002435046345732&amp;postID=6855221689775789034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/6855221689775789034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/6855221689775789034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-that.html' title='This &amp; That'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01862855266825542586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SbfV3pEi-9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/0dPijQSponE/S220/8304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106002435046345732.post-4033189774801405449</id><published>2008-08-04T13:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T13:11:00.807-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Serious case of the Mondays</title><content type='html'>Why can't it still be the weekend?! Friday night was an absolute blast! Hard Night's Day put on a great show. After the concert we went to eat at a place on Main St. called The Angry Dog. It was DELISH! Probably the best burger I've ever had. No joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was super excited on Saturday... we finally bought something to go on the wall above our mantle! It looked so naked. Now the room is finally complete! I love decorating. We bought this picture &amp;amp; we got one for our gameroom too. The game room is "lounge-y" themed with a bit of a casino feel. The picture we got is perfect. It's basically of a set of cards and it reads Texas Hold 'Em on the bottom. I'll have to post a pic of that room once we get it all finished!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230725424835073746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SJdFD3DmFtI/AAAAAAAAABQ/B2tjQQ2S4bU/s320/wall+pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;(the pic was taken with my cell phone before we hung it, and the proportions are off. it's about 30x30)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm so excited about the upcoming months! Taylor &amp;amp; I have a lot to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106002435046345732-4033189774801405449?l=november172007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/feeds/4033189774801405449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106002435046345732&amp;postID=4033189774801405449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/4033189774801405449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/4033189774801405449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/2008/08/serious-case-of-mondays.html' title='Serious case of the Mondays'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01862855266825542586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SbfV3pEi-9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/0dPijQSponE/S220/8304.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SJdFD3DmFtI/AAAAAAAAABQ/B2tjQQ2S4bU/s72-c/wall+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106002435046345732.post-3036723153992267862</id><published>2008-07-31T09:55:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T10:37:33.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SO close to Friday</title><content type='html'>Two posts in two days? WOW. I'm doing good, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So glad it's almost Friday! This weekend will be another busy one. Tomorrow Taylor &amp;amp; I are going to see a Beatles coverband with my parents down in Deep Ellum. This band is really awesome! They're called Hard Night's Day. They sound almost exactly like The Beatles. I was really impressed the first time we saw them. I'm really looking forward to going again tomorrow night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of my family, I really REALLY wish I could see my sisters more often. I was supposed to hang out with Michelle tonight, but with work this week it's just hard to get out on time &amp;amp; get to a good meeting place. It's times like this when I really wish we lived closer to my family. I'd love for my sisters to come spend the night at our house and I know they want to as well, but the next couple of weekends are so jammed packed that we won't really have a chance until mid-August! I feel bad and like I'm not around enough, but sometimes I just can't help it. Life got busy. I guess feeling that way is part of growing up, huh? I just hope they know I want to be around and I do try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm counting down the hours, minutes, and seconds until getting to leave work tonight. The quarterly tax filings kicked my butt this time around. It's not hard... just long and tedious. I'm definitely ready get home, change, and go work out. It doesn't matter what time we get home this evening, I have got to go relieve some stress! When it comes to working out, we're really lucky. We have an awesome "walking neighborhood" AND we have a fitness center only a street over from us. Our community has really awesome amenities. We have several pools, several fitness centers, and supposedly somewhere we have bike trails too! I really like that the new housing "master planned communities" (or whatever they're calling them) are like this. It's an added plus for all that money for the house. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106002435046345732-3036723153992267862?l=november172007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/feeds/3036723153992267862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106002435046345732&amp;postID=3036723153992267862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/3036723153992267862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/3036723153992267862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/2008/07/two-posts-in-two-days-wow.html' title='SO close to Friday'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01862855266825542586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SbfV3pEi-9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/0dPijQSponE/S220/8304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106002435046345732.post-8802055282126195989</id><published>2008-07-30T13:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T13:57:18.823-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Although I really do not know how often this gets read I do want to do a much better job at keeping up with it. I decided to start this for myself really... I enjoy being able to look back at old posts and see what has been going on in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband has started his own blog! &lt;a href="http://musingsbymoose.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://musingsbymoose.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; He's incredibly smart and much wittier than I am. You all will find his quite interesting, I'm sure. His is less of a "what is going on in my personal life" and more of "what is going on in the world and what I think of it".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been incredibly busy over the past few weeks! It seems like we're go, go, go non-stop. We did get to go to San Antonio for a wedding reception! That was a blast as always. I love that city. I do wish we would have had a chance to go downtown. We haven't been to downtown San Antonio since the night Taylor proposed, and that was almost two years ago! I'd really love to get away for a weekend down there just he &amp;amp; I. Maybe one day soon. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband's family came in town from Kuwait! I LOVE it when they're in town. Right now it's just his cousin &amp;amp; aunt. His other aunt &amp;amp; uncle will be in within the next couple of weeks. We only get to see them every other year, and I can't believe it's already been that long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm cutting this post off in the middle! I'm at work &amp;amp; I'M SWAMPED!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106002435046345732-8802055282126195989?l=november172007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/feeds/8802055282126195989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106002435046345732&amp;postID=8802055282126195989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/8802055282126195989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/8802055282126195989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/2008/07/although-i-really-do-not-know-how-often.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01862855266825542586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SbfV3pEi-9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/0dPijQSponE/S220/8304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106002435046345732.post-2791588807763022515</id><published>2008-06-28T21:48:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T10:35:35.782-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess Saturday night is my blog night. Well, the past couple of weeks anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a lot went on this week... in fact most of it is a blur since I was sick for 3 days. I came down with a fever, body aches, and a stomach thing one day. Who knows... if I'm around anyone who is sick for even .5 seconds, I'll most likely come down with whatever they have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Providence, a community down the street from us had a firework show tonight and we went to watch it of course. We ended up pretty much right next to where they were shooting them off, and Taylor was oh-so-proud of me. :) (if you don't know, I have this...thing... with loud noises) I'm overcoming it though. I'm hoping we'll go to Kaboomtown in Addison next weekend! However, the ballooon thing...I just don't think there's any hope for that though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106002435046345732-2791588807763022515?l=november172007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/feeds/2791588807763022515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106002435046345732&amp;postID=2791588807763022515' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/2791588807763022515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/2791588807763022515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/2008/06/hey-jude.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01862855266825542586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SbfV3pEi-9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/0dPijQSponE/S220/8304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106002435046345732.post-3525722309874651338</id><published>2008-06-21T21:01:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T21:13:30.441-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Overdue</title><content type='html'>I am WAY overdue for a post. It'll be a quickie though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vacation was amazing. The week flew by! I'm not sure how time passed so quickly. We would go out to the beach about 11 am &amp;amp; when we looked at the time it was already time to get ready to go out to dinner. Dinner every night was great too! Taylor &amp;amp; I ate so much seafood it's ridiculous. I think we're good on shrimp &amp;amp; crab legs for a while... Who am I kidding? I'm married to the man who can eat seafood 7 nights a week for an endless amount of weeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past week back at work was a beating! Don't get me wrong, I like my job. Really, I do. It was just so hard to get up every morning. I got spoiled while we were on vacation. :) Everyday I would look at the clock and think, "this time last week we we're...". Ah, yes I can't wait until next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anywho... I'm completely aware that it's about 9pm on a Saturday night, and I'm blogging. We're so old. ;) Tonight we went to dinner at like 6 so we could "beat the crowd". Ha ha. How does that happen? Oh well. I like to laugh about it, but I really wouldn't have it any other way! I really do enjoy just relaxing at home with my husband and my dogs. In fact, I think it's movie time! Tonight's feature presentation...something funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a few pics from our week in Orange Beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SF20PMMHEPI/AAAAAAAAAAg/auuJeRYhz7E/s1600-h/img_0946.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214522116627960050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SF20PMMHEPI/AAAAAAAAAAg/auuJeRYhz7E/s320/img_0946.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SF20a-B5UxI/AAAAAAAAAAo/OuSxRzvub1c/s1600-h/img_0918.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214522318985450258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SF20a-B5UxI/AAAAAAAAAAo/OuSxRzvub1c/s320/img_0918.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SF20kOCmVDI/AAAAAAAAAAw/xgGcfJLvsOw/s1600-h/GetAttachment22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214522477902189618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SF20kOCmVDI/AAAAAAAAAAw/xgGcfJLvsOw/s320/GetAttachment22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SF20u36uZvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/F5x3D-vgxDw/s1600-h/GetAttachment1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214522660942145266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SF20u36uZvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/F5x3D-vgxDw/s320/GetAttachment1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106002435046345732-3525722309874651338?l=november172007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/feeds/3525722309874651338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106002435046345732&amp;postID=3525722309874651338' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/3525722309874651338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/3525722309874651338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/2008/06/overdue.html' title='Overdue'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01862855266825542586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SbfV3pEi-9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/0dPijQSponE/S220/8304.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SF20PMMHEPI/AAAAAAAAAAg/auuJeRYhz7E/s72-c/img_0946.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106002435046345732.post-8100803118951897118</id><published>2008-06-02T14:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T14:36:05.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting down</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SERLhdGM4CI/AAAAAAAAAAY/EqTsearPnyk/s1600-h/beach1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207370107265540130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SERLhdGM4CI/AAAAAAAAAAY/EqTsearPnyk/s320/beach1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a few more days!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106002435046345732-8100803118951897118?l=november172007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/feeds/8100803118951897118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106002435046345732&amp;postID=8100803118951897118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/8100803118951897118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/8100803118951897118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/2008/06/counting-down.html' title='Counting down'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01862855266825542586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SbfV3pEi-9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/0dPijQSponE/S220/8304.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SERLhdGM4CI/AAAAAAAAAAY/EqTsearPnyk/s72-c/beach1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106002435046345732.post-386423921830680982</id><published>2008-05-30T10:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T11:04:56.421-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday, baby!</title><content type='html'>A week from today we'll be leaving for vacation! Gosh, I'm so ready. I need this break. Even though this was a short work week, it just wasn't my week. It seems like everyday I got hit left and right with something all day each day. Oh well. Part of life, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister graduated high school last night! I'm very proud of her. The valedictorian spoke about doing what you want to do with your own life and taking the path less traveled. I thought that was really great. After all, that's what I did. Most people my age have graduated college or will be within the next year. For so long I felt... not inferior...not ashamed...more like "I should have stayed in school". I don't feel like that so much anymore. I did the school thing for two and a half years, and never was I ever great at it. Even after my first semester I was tired of it. So...after 5 semesters I decided to take some time off. End the end, it worked out just fine for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I ran into a girl who I graduated with. We were chatting about what we were up to these days. I told her about being married, having a house, and our three dogs (no human kids yet!). Her response was "that's so awesome. It's like a fairy tale!". Well, I don't know so much about it being a fairy tale. We still have our issues...money stress like everyone, a wasp nation in our front tree, one dog who likes to run away just because she's curious, a lawn that really needs to be mowed twice a week because it grows so fast, dinner to be cooked even when we're so tired after work, oh and a ridiculous amount of laundry to do every week. It really is pretty great though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't heard "We Weren't Crazy" by Josh Gracin, I highly recommend you do. Now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106002435046345732-386423921830680982?l=november172007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/feeds/386423921830680982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106002435046345732&amp;postID=386423921830680982' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/386423921830680982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106002435046345732/posts/default/386423921830680982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://november172007.blogspot.com/2008/05/friday-baby.html' title='Friday, baby!'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01862855266825542586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6W3tAnlVkIw/SbfV3pEi-9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/0dPijQSponE/S220/8304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106002435046345732.post-7915286408704384498</id><published>2008-05-28T15:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T16:01:31.782-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday</title><content type='html'>Where do I begin? Something about blogging has always seemed calming to me. Maybe I like the journal/diary feeling of it. Maybe I like looking back on things I've done or said. Or maybe I just want others to know how fabulous my life is. Only joking. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been pretty great lately. Our house...well there is nothing in the world to complain about there. I won't lie... houses are expensive, but it's worth it. There really is nothing better than going home to your house (it must be clean, of course). Our dogs are so happy too. It's awesome to see how they've changed and how much they love their backyard... not our backyard, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;their's&lt;/span&gt;. Personally, I think this house was one of the best decisions Taylor &amp;amp; I ever made. We had our families over for Memorial Day. That was a blast. Most of you don't know, but my husband is the best cook on the face of the planet. Really, he is. For our Memorial Day shindig he made brisket, his own &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bbq&lt;/span&gt; sauce, hot dogs, and everyone brought something too. It all was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;delish&lt;/span&gt;. I'm getting hungry just thinking about it, but then again when am I not hungry? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is... work. Nothing to complain about there either. Sit in my cube, do my stuff, get paid, and I enjoy my co-workers. That's always a plus! It's been a little lonely in the office this week though. My "suite mate" is out of town so it's been a little boring. She'll be back next week, and we leave for vacation the following weekend. There will be lots to catch up on when I return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of work... if you do not work with your boyfriend, girlfriend, fiance, husband, wife, or whatever... I highly recommend it. Having Taylor around the office has been amazing. Everyone told us we'd get sick of each other and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;yada&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;yada&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;yada&lt;/span&gt;. Well, they were wrong. You know, it works out really well. We ride in together, go our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;separate&lt;/span&gt; ways,  see each other MAYBE 3 times throughout the day, and then go home. I'm a busy girl and he's a busy boy. It's so nice. If I am having a bad day all I have to do is call him up, and we'll go take a break and I get a hug to make it all better. It's also great when I need to tell him something important (or not so important, but I just want to share), he's right down the hall! I don't have to sit on hold on the Chili's phone for 15 minutes just for him to be rushed when he finally picks up. 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